I found Tom Moran in deep conversation with another of the firm's corporate clients. I fixed a smile on my face and got Tom's attention before walking over.
"Tom. Good to see you. I hate to pull you away, but can I talk to you for a moment?"
Tom returned my forced smile. "Sure. Let's not talk too much business. This is a party after all. I'll talk to you later, Ed."
I led Tom out of the main ballroom, and we walked down a corridor away from hustle and noise of the party. Gritting my teeth, I had enough.
"I'll get straight to the point because I think we've danced around this enough. I'm not marrying your daughter. Vivienne should have told you a long time ago. Our engagement is a dead issue. We're not going to work anything out. There will be no marriage. I feel for Vivienne, but her i
